You, Or Him

Episode 13's

Zia was circling the bookstore. He went with Fisya today. But they deliberately split in different directions so that things do not happen that they do not want. If they were to choose books simultaneously, it would run its course. Because they always make fun of each other's tastes.

A few weeks ago, Zia went to a bookstore with Fisya and Rumi. Rumi easily gets the genre she likes. While Fisya and Zia are not ceaselessly arguing because they feel that the chosen one is not in accordance with each other's person. Finally they went home empty-handed, and looked at the envy of Rumi who managed to add a collection of books in her home.

That is why they choose to go together but choose each one without anyone being allowed to protest.

"Sister Fauzia, huh?"

Zia who wanted to take a novel on display turned her eyes to the origin of the sound.

Zia smiled. "Yes. Who yeah?"

The woman chuckled while extending her hand. "Gue Rosa sis. Business management two levels below brother."

Zia grabbed the girl's hand with a friendly smile.  "Greetings, yes. I'm sorry I don't like that sign of people. We are a college."

"Who am I brother, who can sister sign. I also rarely participate in activities on campus. Yes, yes, old school students rarely know. Hm.. It's smirking!! " The girl he knew named Rosa laughed. But it sounded bland in Zia's hearing.

"This shit I must be the same sign you are, Ros."

"His seneng was marked by the most wanted woman throughout the campus" said Rosa while nudging Zia's shoulder. He raised his eyebrows teasingly.

Zia put on a made-up look of shame. "You're a girl but you like her seductive guy, yeah,"

They laugh together.

"Zi, you've got ma'am.. " Fisya's words came to a halt when she saw Zia laughing with someone else.

"Sister Fisya, right?" ask Rosa enthusiastically.

Fisya nodded confusedly.

"Hi brother, I know Rosa junior lo on campus. Two levels below lo, exactly."

"Hi, I'm Fisya. Who are you here with?" Fisya spread his gaze to the left right.

Rosa shakes. "Half brother. I don't have any friends to take with me. I like it in the bookstore." Rosa laughed heartily.  "They love to go to the Mall, eat, shop. While I don't like it," he continued.

Fisya and Zia looked at each other. Don't know how to respond.

"You know, you're just as rich as Zia. Tau ga, he is very lazy whose name is shopping, a walk to the Mall. Just go to the bookstore." Fisya was trying to melt the atmosphere that was starting to get weird.

"You saw the cashier. He knows Zia very well, and he memorized that Zia here must be looking for a novel meme-menye ga clearly that," said Fisya while chuckling.

"Eh lo scarf," Zia was about to shake Fisya's head but Fisya dodged it.

Rosa laughed at the behavior of the person in front of her at this moment.

"I love seeing my brother's friendship, the same as everyone else."

"Oh yeah?" ask Zia and Fisya together.

Rosa nodded, then as if thinking. "Five if it's not wrong. Aye right?"

They nodded. "But they are not as good as they seem to know, Ros." said Zia while glancing at Fisya. While Fisya had already bulged ready to spout hot lava.

Rosa laughed, sounding more sincere than before.

"Don't manipulate the situation, Zi. Sebel me."

Rosa laughed again. Why do. Something is different with this girl.

"Awhile, brother. Mama called." said the girl who immediately moved a little away from Fisya and Zia.

About 5 minutes to answer the phone, Rosa again approached Zia and Fisya who were already at the cashier.

"Sister, I go home first. Later that night there was the anniversary of the wedding of mama papa. All said my sister wanted to propose her boyfriend. Brother's coming, dad." Rosa holds Zia and Fisya's hands. Cold hands. And his eyes are a little shady.

Zia and Fisya looked at each other for a few seconds, then nodded at the same time.

Rosa smiled, then picked up her phone from inside the bag.

"Sister, ask for brother dong's number. Let me send you the address."

Zia and Fisya mentioned the number after number that became their phone number.

"Thank you, brother. I hope you guys come. If you can also invite other sister friends. This party is a young theme, brother. So it won't do it. Dateng yaa, please...."  Rosa put her hands together in front of her chest with a pleading face.

Fisya smile. Then he told Rosa's hand to lower her hand. In those hands that somehow felt cold on his skin.

"Gue same Zia will come, but not a promise with other friends. Because they often have night events," said Fisya.

"Yaudah brother, no papa. The important thing is that brother comes ya." they nodded. "You know, I'm first, brother," he continued and walked away leaving Fisya and Zia who were still staring at him.

"Mba, a total of two hundred and twenty-five thousand six hundred rupiah, yes." the voice of the cashier distracted them.

"This is the money, mba." Zia gave the money to the cashier.

***

"Have you tried to call Rumi?" zia said without distracting her from the streets.

"Udah, but there's no answer."

As promised, they were on their way to the Rosa family residence which Rosa had previously sent her home address. They wanted to invite Rumi along with them. But it failed because Rumi did not respond to all calls or messages from Fisya. Be, they go just the two.

Rosa said that she held her show at home, because her sister wanted to propose to her boyfriend. If someone else will rent a building and decorate in such a way as to propose to the lover, it is different from the sister of Rosa. I don't know why. What is clear is that the brother prefers the house to be a place that will witness his seriousness to the girlfriend.

"Rame is so," muttered Fisya who just landed a foot in a courtyard of the magnificent and luxurious house.

"We are too late. Call Rosa, call us here?" tanya Zia was about to pick up the phone from inside the bag.

"Sister Zia, sister Fisya..." Rosa waved her hand and started walking closer to them. "I was waiting for my sister from earlier," he continued.

"We're late?"

Rosa nodded but returned. "Slightly," she answered.

They chuckle together. Then walk to the entrance. In front were two lovers who were looking at each other with love. Hands clasped each other as if afraid of leaving.

Now the man began to open his voice, conveying his purpose and purpose to the woman. As a sign of his seriousness, the man wants to propose to his woman tonight, and will be inaugurated again in the next few days. In the accompaniment of romantic music, special words, and immediately affection, the woman accepted the man's proposal.

Everyone gave a big applause. No exception, Zia. The man turned his body to face the guests completely. He led the girl to do the same with him. Yes, now they can look at the guests directly.

Zia's chest was tight, her breathing was wheezing, her tears had already fallen without permission from her stopover.

"Adit," he murmured softly.

Fisya who realized the same thing immediately looked at Zia. Holding the girl's hand was as if giving strength.

Tbc! ^^^^^^^^^^^